GOOD MORNING, MY LOVE

Good morning, my love..
I woke up from my sleep
with you in my hands again,
on my breath, in my mind.

I really need to see you,
be next to you, kiss you,
hold you...
I miss you.
I want to feel you
on my body,
hear you whisper,
"I want to touch you..."
feel your hands, your lips,
feel you...

I want to lay next to you,
close and even closer,
watch you sleep
until you say,
"Good morning, baby..."
I want to feel your breath
and take it in, carry your
essence with mine forever..

I miss you.
I think of you.
I love you.
I need you.
I wait for you...

My whole life, I ached,
for my love.
I searched for him-
I knew him but not of him.
I dreamt about him
but never saw his face.
I felt him in my bones
and I knew, I would know
him when I saw him-
I knew he'd be extraordinary;
kind, gentle, sensitive, strong,
​calm, and he knew, with every
fiber of his being, I was His-

My whole being,
my body pained and yearned,
even cried for him for many,
many years...
Then I found you.
And we shared beauty.
I felt at ease, the ache
was gone-
The pain was calm.
The yearn was satisfied.

Now, we're apart-
The yearning,
the ache is back.
It's you..
You're the one who fills
the ache.
You're the one who heals
the pain-
And you, my love,
satisfy, my love.

It's you..
It's been you for lifetimes,
forever and now.
I can feel you, your heart
beating as clearly as I can feel
my own.
And with that, 
I know that separation
is an illusion.
- Tiny Poet, Good Morning, My Love, 2018